The Venerable Monster Tamer: The twelfth quarter: Thunder? Can’t stop me from moving forward!

"Qing Luo Yi." He stretched out his limbs, allowing Thunder Vine to spread on his body. The vines intertwined, blinked and weaved into an airtight, full body cane armor composed of blue vines.

　　Chu Yun has rushed closer.

　　"Retire, the Taoism I will use next is so powerful that you can't contend with a freshman. Hurry up and give up, so as not to suffer from the flesh and blood. At the beginning of school, I was seriously injured and ill in bed. Great." Yan Que was indifferent, persuading Chu Yun to surrender in the tone of a senior.

　　 Chu Yun's momentum is unabated.

　　 "Hmph, I can persuade you, if you ask for trouble, then I can't blame me. Thunder vine, take root while blocking the enemy!" Yan Que sneered and issued a new order.

　　 Xun Lei Teng quickly pierced the surface of the battlefield, went deep underground, and absorbed the vitality of the earth. At the same time, leaf blades flew out, or vine whips were weaved to stop Chu Yun's momentum.

　　"Not good, looking at this battle, Senior Yan Que will use that trick!"

　　 "That move is powerful, indiscriminate attack, almost no solution!"

　　"The juvenile tiger Chu Yun will be out of luck. Unless he retreats immediately."

　　 "He didn't retreat, he is still advancing. Alas! The brave brave for a while, the battle is set."

　　 Everyone trembled, cold sweat broke out when they saw Yan Que's posture. He sighed together again, believing that Chu Yun didn't know how to advance or retreat, and he would definitely lose.

　　 Chu Yun's expression was extremely cold, and the drunken snow knife danced into a ball of snow shadows in his hands, full of coldness and fragrance of wine. The blade was sharp and invincible, smashing countless branches along the way, broken vines and rotten leaves flying around him.

　　 "Newborn, ignorance is weak. Let you know the origin of Thunder Teng's name. As a result!" At this point, Yan Que appeared calm and calm, and leisurely gave the "result" command.

　　The vines continue to absorb the vitality of the earth. At this time, the branches tremble and quickly bear dark blue fruits. This is the famous Thunder Fruit, exploding plasma thunder gas, which can collapse rocks and explode mountains.

　　"It's over." Yan Que looked at Chu Yun, who was approaching, and sighed, "Eat a ditch and grow a wit, and accumulate knowledge. Remember, the battle between the demon masters must know yourself and the enemy. I know the bottom line about you, but you don’t know anything about my Taoism. Your failure was settled in the beginning."

　　 "Chu Yun is going to die!"

　　"Yan is still missing seniors, so I have a better skill."

　　 The crowd sighed, some of whom had already covered their eyes, and couldn't bear to witness Chu Yun's next moment of misery.

　　 "Xunlei fruit, blow me up!" Yan Que shouted suddenly.

　　嘭嘭嘭......

　　 At this moment, the explosion sounded one after another, deafening. The light was dazzling, thunder and lightning flashed in the arena, and plasma burst out. The spectators covered their ears and closed their eyes.

　　 Thunder fruit bursts one by one, the attack is especially powerful. It even endangered Thunder Vine itself. Under the attack, many vines were affected by the explosion and exploded to pieces. Remnant vines and defeated leaves fluttered, covering the sky and the earth.

　　"Lei Guo’s explosion is a tactic that kills a thousand enemies and harms 800. Chu Yun, it is a great honor for you to force me to use this trick. You must remember the feeling of this moment, and in the future with us civilians When the scholar is right, think about it again."

　　 Yan Que sneered in his heart. At this time, he was covered with a green shirt, still being shaken by the explosion, his body was rolling, and his chest was bored. After this battle, his demon planted Thunder Teng, and his cultivation would fall for 20 years. Not only that, but must be carefully cultivated within half a month, and can't conduct a second Lei Guo explosion.

　　 But compared to the victory, this sacrifice is worth it.

　　 But just when he thought the overall situation was set, the audience's unanimous exclaims suddenly came from his ears!

　　 "Impossible! Am I wrong?" Someone exclaimed.

　　 "In this dense explosion, the immature tiger is still advancing! Is this a dream?" Someone slapped his mouth again, then covered his face, breathing in pain.

　　Lei Guo explosion continues, but it is not as dense as it was at the beginning. In twos and threes, the electric light no longer dazzled the eyes, everyone on the field was dumbfounded, watching the scene before them in disbelief.

　　Chu Yun is moving forward!

　　 In the explosion, in the lightning and thunder, step forward, never back!

　　"How could this happen? This kind of sword technique, this kind of sword technique!" After seeing it clearly, even Yan Que was shocked.

　　 The surrounding Leiguo exploded violently, but they couldn't stop Chu Yun from advancing. The drunken snow knife flew in his hand, drawing a group of brilliant and sharp knife light.

　　Chopping, licking, cutting, and cutting, the four basic knives are in the hands of Chu Yun, and they are easy to use. Connecting to the world, there is not the slightest pause.

　　 At this moment, Ning Yiyi's eyes widened, Huaying opened her mouth, Jin Bihan's eyes were dull. Everyone was dumbfounded, and their hearts were extremely shaken.

　　 "Juvenile tiger, this is the juvenile tiger! It's so fierce that even the thunder can't stop him!"

　　 "With one sword in hand, the world is invincible! No wonder it is not a fluke to be able to kill the remnant wolf, this is strength!"

　　 The explosion wave came to his body and was disintegrated by the sword. The lightning struck and was guided out by the blade. Chu Yun had already swung the Drunken Snow Knife as if he were part of his body.

　　"This kind of sword technique can only be possessed by the rangers who have been cultivating monster swords for decades and have experienced the edge of life and death. Did Chu Yun practice sword techniques from his mother's womb?"

　　 Yan Que can hardly believe his eyes, this kind of swordsmanship has been achieved, and the human and the sword are combined into one, forming an inseparable whole.

　　"Chu Yun is only 13 years old, this can’t be wrong. Then it can only show that he is a genius with swordsmanship! I thought I had a chance to win and had a huge advantage. Unexpectedly, the real advantage is the other side! "Yan Que could only find this kind of explanation in his heart~IndoMTL.com~ His mind was shaken, and his fighting spirit was disintegrating.

　　 "One cut!" Chu Yun split the thunder and lightning and strode forward. Shu Jiadao made the last move, and in a short time the blade was restrained, and the blade's momentum disappeared, leaving only a drunken snow knife that looked like ice and snow.

　　 The blade drew an unpredictable mysterious path, broke the Qing Luoyi directly, and cut it on Yan Que's chest.

　　 Blood shot out, and the thunder vine branches shivered like an electric shock, and quickly disappeared. Yan Que's eyes widened and fell to the sky!

　　 There was a dead silence in the audience, and it was a long time before it exploded.

　　"We won, Chu Yun, the young tiger, defeated senior Yan Que. It really is the strongest freshman in history!"

　　"He hacked and killed all the way, without stopping. No matter how senior Yan Que attacked, he would use offense to attack and cut it off with the last knife. Senior Yan Que fell."

　　"Damn it, I can't enter the arena. Senior Yan Que's injury seems to be very serious..."

　　 "Ahem, you won. Unexpectedly, you are so strong. Ahem, I am miserable." Yan Que lay on the ground, a huge stab wound from the upper right to the lower left on his chest, blood was flowing. One hand can't cover it.

　　 His injuries were serious, but not fatal.

　　 At the last juncture, Chu Yun took a hint of his sword, but left enough lessons.

　　 "I said that I only speak with facts. I have no interest in the struggle between the common people and the wealthy. Don't stop me from moving forward, Yan Que." Chu Yun looked down at the fallen opponent, slowly dripping blood. The non-stick drunken snow knife, the scabbard behind the income.

　　 He opened his mouth, as if with some magical power, the surrounding silence fell silent. He heard his faint words throughout the arena.

　　 After saying this, his expression on his face, stepped over Yan Que's body, and walked out of the battlefield. The crowd dispersed automatically, and no student dared to stand in front of him.